Enemies of Ten Thousand and Divine Generals, Clamor and Nursery Rhymes

Li Mo: "!"

He watched as the girl raised the skewer to his lips, her eyes lowered in quiet contemplation, like the moon tinged with the colors of everyday life.

It's possible, that is to say, it's possible.

Is it possible that Dulang knew it was poisoned but still picked it up and spun it? In any case, Ice Block was definitely more outrageous than Jin Lian in the fictional story.

"Um..."

In such an unbearable situation, she didn't have time to hesitate about calling him "little brother Little Li," and immediately took a bite out of the food.

Ying Bing pondered for a moment, then slightly opened her mouth:

"Good."

"..."

Li Mo shrank his neck. Was this mutton from Pleasant Goat? Otherwise, why was he feeling a tingling sensation on his scalp and a slight shiver, yet his smile was harder to suppress than Hammer Treasure's?

Zhong Ling: "!"

She now feels that even the strong liquor she drinks tastes sweet.

This... this... this!

Did Young Hero Li secretly invite Cold Fairy to give him a textbook-perfect demonstration?

Young Hero Li is such a good person to get along with. Not only is he powerful, but he's also such a nice guy. She kept thinking about what she did when they first met during the day, and she wanted to give herself two sinuses.

I'll have to toast him a couple of times later, but for now...

"Hey little brother, eat." Zhong Ling imitated him, holding up a leg of lamb.

"..."

Zhong Zhenyue hesitated for three and a third seconds before deciding to use a lamb leg to shut up his many questions.

Then a bizarre scene unfolded.

Ice Block took Zhong Ling as a reference. Seeing her feeding Zhong Zhenyue, he followed her example and fed Little Li as well.

Zhong Ling used the Ice Block as a textbook example, and when she saw her feeding Li Mo, she tried to imitate it on Zhong Zhenyue, but her imitation was not very good. It was a case of the buyer's show being completely outshone by the seller's show.

They each learned their own thing, and it was a vicious cycle.

It's very confusing.

Their table was the only lively one in the entire restaurant.

The child at the next table asked curiously, "Mom, what are they doing?"

Then his mother covered his eyes.

"Wait a moment!"

Zhong Zhenyue clutched his stomach and raised his hand.

"Hmm?" Zhong Ling's expression was unfriendly.

"Brother Li, I can't digest all this food right now, I really can't eat anymore."

With a pained expression, Zhong Zhenyue loosened his belt slightly, and his inner shirt was immediately pushed up by his round belly.

When Ying Bing fed Li Mo, she fed him a piece of food, and she also ate a piece herself.

Zhong Ling practically shoved the whole leg of lamb down his throat.

"Sis, you should try some too, it really tastes good."

"Oh, you've become sensible."

Zhong Ling took a bite of the food Zhong Zhenyue handed her with relish, and secretly gave Li Mo a thumbs up.

As expected of his Wife-Prospering Fighting Soul, the method he gave was truly effective; Zhenyue had never fed her before.

"..."

Teacher Li held his forehead, trying to hide the dark lines on it.

It seems the romance operation failed, and Zhong Ling ended up getting what she wanted.

But to call it a success... something feels off.

He picked up a piece of food and took a bite, biting the end of his chopsticks as he tried to figure out what was wrong, when he met the gaze of a certain Cold Fairy.

She glanced at the dishes on the table, then at Li Mo's chopsticks, her eyes practically screaming:

Are you really planning to eat this all by yourself?

"Mmm, eat."

Li Mo picked up a piece of shredded potato and green pepper with his chopsticks and brought it to her mouth.

Ying Bing frowned slightly, turned her face to the side, and pursed her lips, refusing to open them.

Reject.

"???"

A small question mark appeared above Li Mo's head. Didn't she really like shredded green peppers and potatoes?

Fortunately, he was a genius.

This time, his genius was put to good use; in that instant, a flash of inspiration struck, and he keenly captured those countless details.

He blurted out:

"Sister, want some?"

"Um."

Ying Bing's brows relaxed, and she opened her mouth as if she had met an old friend with the aloof cat.

"..."

Is that really true?

Li Mo's sudden inspiration came from a completely unexpected moment. After all, Zhong Zhenyue had called Zhong Ling" sister" since childhood, but Ice Block was clearly only two months older than him...

The shop was frequented by soldiers, and as they ate and drank, acquaintances inevitably started chatting.

"This is the famous Wang... uh, Dugu Strange Sword!"

"The lady next to her is Cold Fairy."

Zhong Zhenyue introduced the group to the soldiers, and the atmosphere became increasingly lively. After all, the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths were so vast, with countless heroes, but only one hundred geniuses could be considered Hidden Dragon, and three of them were sitting at this small table.

Two of them are ranked highly and are considered outstanding individuals.

"Young Hero Li, if you don't mind, I'd like to have a drink with you."

"Just now, when I was looking at him, I felt that this person was no ordinary person."

"Young Hero Li, are you married...? Hmm, this wine is really strange, I'm drunk after just two cups."

The soldiers initially only gave the Young Marquis face, but later found that this man, known for his Wife-Prospering Fighting Soul, was quite approachable and down-to-earth, which warmed up the atmosphere.

Zhong Zhenyue was somewhat surprised, but upon reflection, he thought it made sense; it seemed that Brother Li got along well with almost everyone except the most vicious and ruthless.

He then laughed and said:

"Brother Li will be coming to the camp tomorrow to assist with our training. Brothers, you'd better be in high spirits then, and don't embarrass our border troops."

"How will the training be conducted? Young Hero Li doesn't seem to have any military experience," the one-armed man who owned the hotel asked curiously.

You'll find out tomorrow.

Zhong Zhenyue took a sip of wine and laughed:

"Our commander has praised me, saying that if Brother Li were to join the army, he would surely become a peerless general, unmatched in bravery. Even Uncle Qu has never praised me like that."

The soldiers looked at each other, a sense of unease creeping into their hearts.

Their Commander Qu never spoke nonsense; he was always thoughtful and deliberate, and his words were always as good as his bond. He was usually very certain of what he said.

"I wonder... Brother Li, how many armies can you command? Is it more than the Young Marquis's?" the one-armed man asked tentatively.

"Accept military support?"

Li Mo looked at Zhong Zhenyue.

Zhong Zhenyue explained, "A hundred soldiers forming a battle formation is called Square.' The power of the formation is usually manifested at the formation's core. The stronger a person's physique and Will Soul, the more power they can absorb from the formation."

"With Sister Ling's cooperation, I can at most accommodate everyone from all directions."

This is exactly the number of personal guards he brought with him from Nanguan City.

Li Mo roughly understood.

The power of an army formation is so overwhelming and immense that it is beyond the control of ordinary people. To embody the power of so many people in one person, that person's qualities are of paramount importance.

Those who can embrace all directions are already great generals and can serve as vanguards.

Those who can withstand all attacks are called warriors capable of defeating ten thousand men; they are beings who can dominate the battlefield.

As for contemporary divine generals... the Great Yu Dynasty did have them.

Prince of Southern Pacification.

Of course, besides the 'core point', it is also related to the elite status of the soldiers and the command skills of the commander.

"If I were to study military formations, I wonder how many armies I could gather..."

"Brother Li, you can try it tomorrow."

A group of rough-looking men got into a lively conversation, their deep, guttural voices shaking the ceiling of the restaurant.

"He should be able to get a good night's sleep tonight?"

Ying Bing looked at the boy not far away, who was also very comfortable among a group of soldiers, and couldn't help but think to herself.

Martial artists at the Divine Observation Realm can use meditation instead of sleep.

But unless it's an emergency, I'll still take a short nap every day to relax.

But Li Mo hadn't had a good night's sleep in a long time.

At this time.

The little child at the next table was sleepy, rubbing his eyes, unable to fall asleep because of the noise.

His mother, a local woman from Southern Border, gently patted his back and softly sang:

"It's getting dark, and it looks like it's going to rain."

"It's so dark, so very dark..."

Local folk rhymes provide a gentle, yet distinct, tranquility amidst the noise, soothing children to a peaceful sleep.

The girl's eyes were gentle and serene in the fireworks-lit night.

I didn't make a point of remembering it.

The nursery rhyme remained in her heart...